Personal Narrative: Smashing My Trampoline

The next day I decided to take another try, but once again I chickened out. By the time Kids Inc. came around, I convinced myself I had to jump. As I walked toward the playground, watching some other kids try, I felt nervous and excited. When I got to the green lilypad, my sleeves were rolled

“Courage is being scared to death but, saddling up anyway. –John Wayne.” Back home we live on 300 acres. So riding, and roping, on horses has always been a passion of mine. From the 3rd grade, up until my senior year of high school, I was on a horse. If I did not have class or practice that day.

For my personal narrative, I have to write about a hero of mine, my hero is my best friend, Kat. Kat is my hero for multiple reasons, such as making me a better person, and a happier one. She also helps me edit and draw a lot of the time, which helps because she is super good at both those things.

One day me and my sister were playing on our bunk bed I was 5 and she was 6 at the time. We both had a scarf we were trying to hang from the top bed. Suddenly boom my head smashed on the metal part! I called my mom to come over to our room.

Experiencing this roller coaster ride with y It has been a light and dark situation but all in all a very good learning experience for the both of us in learning one’s self. At the end of the day what is truth is the love that we share together and bringing us out of the darkness and into the light it has been a very trying situation sometimes I wondered if we would ever come out of this darkness. But then the light comes on and we understand why we go through what we go through together. We feel a sigh of relief with understanding. As for giving me that disconnection because without it I wouldn’t be saying this on paper. So here I am preparing myself for what I do best with the help and love from Larry.

“AAAAHHHH! STOP THE RIDE! WHEN DO WE GET OFF?HELP!”Hold on let’s back it up let’s start this all from the beginning.This all happened in the summer of 2015 those were the days.

Broken bones? No? I have plenty to go around. There have been many occasions where I’ve hurt myself and ninety percent of them were really dumb. I’m dumb sometimes but I never thought I could be so stupid.

It was a brisk cold morning in Alaska. Three of my cousin and I woke up to the birds chirping. It was a little before church services began. My cousins and I asked our parents if we could ride our bikes and scooter down to the Metro Cafe to get hot chocolate topped with whip cream and sprinkles. They said, ” yes just watch for cars.” Then we left the house, we could hear the faint sounds of the children playing at the park that was across the street from the church. Once we got moving one of my cousins had to pee so we stopped in at the church where her mother volunteered, so she could use the bathroom. While she was in the bathroom my other cousins and I traded what we were riding. I, unfortunately, was stuck with

The major loss that I think of that I have suffered in the past is when my dad died when I was three. Now I don’t really remember much from when he died but I know from what people have told me that I really wasn’t sure as to what was going on and really didn’t understand that my dad wasn’t going to be coming back home. I do remember from what I was told that I would cry a lot and say where’s daddy and why isn’t he coming home. Now that it is 16 years later I feel that I have changed from the person I was then to the person I am now. I know it’s easy to say I have changed because I was three when my dad’s death happened, but I do truly believe I have. I feel that I have changed because I am now able to fully understand what death is and what

Two years ago at Busch Gardens, my Mom and Dad convinced me to go on a roller coaster called the Griffin. I was only ten. My whole body was very nervous, and my fingers were fidgeting. As I flopped in the first row, I pulled the v-shaped plastic harness over my head. I clicked the seat belt and tightened it. We started riding up I could hear the clicking of the roller coaster: click click click click click click. When we reached the top, I was going crazy. I thought I was going to die. We started to advance down, then suddenly stopped. We were dangling off for 3 seconds,hanging over the side 60 feet up but it felt analogous to 30 seconds. Then we started to advance down It was really fast and I couldn't see; we went upside down and sideways.

During Infantry training, we were forced to live in open "bays" with around 50 other people. Small arguments or disagreements were rather common, however, this provides training and exposure to conflict management and avoidance. My bunk mate and the man next to us got into a very heated argument over the placement of my bunk mate's stuff. It eventually devolved into yelling and threats of violence. I quickly came over and assessed the situation. In order to deescalate what was happening, I made sure to get in between them. I calmly asked "What is the problem here?". They explained what was going on, and I offered up an objective solution that would satisfy both of them. Seeing that I was calm and collected, and favored neither party, they both

Have you ever broke a bone before? If so what bone and how did it happen? I’ve only broke one bone in my life and it sucked.

I was one of those little kids that you feel so sorry for because they’re so small and the cast on their arm makes them look even smaller. When I was six years old I broke my arm. This is not unique, since many kids break bones, and adults do too. The difference is that when six-year-old I broke my wrist, my parents didn’t know and refused to accept that I had broken my arm for three days. As parents shouldn’t they realize that their second youngest child has a limp appendage? Not if it happens when the babysitter is there.

First, my family and I were in Wisconsin Dells for about a week. It had been a lot of fun so far, and it had to be timed perfectly since my whole family was there.That is hard to do because my sister is in college and she is in Cedar Falls, but it all worked out fine and we all had a blast over the week - we went to a place where we pretended to be wizards, we went to Noah’s Ark water park, we went to Mount Olympus theme park, and we rode on duck boats.

I hit the ground, and somehow I knew I wasn’t going to get back up. I had gone too far. I was just trying to help, but I wasn’t helping. I had finally realized everybody must go through hard times I wish I had known that before. I looked up at my brother, everything was fuzzy, but I could see him looking down at me with worry in his eyes. I reached up to grab his shoulder to comfort him, but everything went black.